#i had to go with gabriel

[zorkaya-moved]

“ i thought it was a good time to pay you a visit. it’s been so long, after all; and we have so much to catch up on. ” // from either lucifer or gabriel !

@volfinas

The sound of Gabriel’s voice makes Morael immediately adopt a sweeter and softer smile. It must seem to others that she is either weak or she is someone who does not have many friends. The Primarchs after her are unaware of her role in everything, not showcasing the true knowledge and horror they should feel upon spending time with her. But it’s alright, there is no need to use her powers until ordered. Taking away one’s will, mind, and ability to deny her will only make the interactions dull and predictable. It’s more fun when there is personality shining in each and every interaction. 

Gabriel’s smile is gentle and kind, but there is knowledge of the archangel’s power. The oceans have always been said to be calm at first but then being able to destroy nations, so many creations. The same she sees inside the gentle gaze of the Archangel Gabriel. She is beautiful, created to her own perfection with a soft touch and a voice tender in its delivery. An angel, a true angel just like Lucifer. There is gentle power within Gabriel that can be respected far more than Raphael’s from the side of the silver haired Primarch. 

A single table stands among the beautiful greenery and flowers blooming. It’s been a while since they’ve seen each other, but golden eyes don’t glance at Gabriel when she enters at first. Instead, she looks into the space for a bit longer before straightening up and sitting up to finally look at Gabriel. The smile that appears on the woman’s face is polite and friendly, but there is still some distance between the two of them. Work is busy, work is endless, work continues no matter what. The new primals do not need to know about her or ever learn about her. Gabriel shouldn’t have learned about her either, but it seems like unnecessary worry from Lucifer does not relent. 

“Gabriel,” she says the archangel’s name, softly and seemingly tenderly. Her nails were tapping a melody, absent-mindedly, but stopped upon the appearance of her… friend? How can she call this woman? Acquaintance? Work colleague? Bonds are still foreign to her, distance put upon creation between her and all who exist. “Come, settle down. There is no need to fret over missing out on anything.”

She invites the other to come closer, showing that she does not mind the other’s company. Golden eyes hide away countless thoughts and calculations, predictions to how this meeting will go and what she can expect to happen later on. There was no need for Gabriel to ever know what her true role is and what she can and cannot do. It’s better this way. Who would wish to be so sweet to the one who can take away your voice without hesitation. Several primals tried to approach her but have easily forgotten it, their mind tampered with to keep her solitary existence tighter. But Gabriel is allowed to stay, knowing full well the reason for her initial appearance and knowledge. 

“I have nothing worthy of mentioning to cover with you, I’m afraid,” she looks away from the archangel for a moment, silent for a second as if listening to what’s going on around. It’d be most shameful if Lucifer of Belial would interrupt a rare instance of a good company. She’s not in the mood to deal with either of them for personal preference. But Gabriel’s presence is like a balm to her soul, softening the edges and making Morael learn how to play nice. “Master Lucilius is as busy as ever and so am I. You seem to have learned when I become free… is it Lucifer’s doing as well? He shouldn’t bother you with my rare open scheduling. I’m sure you are just as busy as I am.”

Not that she thinks it’s true, but such is her approach to this conversation. Pleasant, calm, friendly and polite.

[deep-space-lines]

IT'S FINALLY FUCKING DONE. I'M FINALLY FREE

UNTIL FRAUD COMES OUT

Tumblr shrinks it down pretty bad so please. please. I am begging you. look at the full sized image and zoom in. This art piece made my friends worried for my mental health I need someone to witness the amount of detail and effort I put into this

also the original sketch under the cut bc I think comparing them is really funny

[friedri-ce]

NOOOOO

[jattendschaton]

Émilie Agreste purposefully giving Adrien an allergy to feathers to make sure her son would never be able to use the peacock miraculous in the future

[canon-gabriel-quotes]

Wear Headphones :]

Transcript:

Mmh- I... Oh wow. Ahgh! Mmph! I'm gonna GET SILLY. ALL OVER.

Ah-ghg. *exhale* Fuh-fuck. Heh-heh... I got too silly.

End Transcription

*coughs* this was actually going to be a comic but I Don't Have Time For All That. So if you want to see the incomprehensible version its below *coughs*

And heres v1 staring at fuckin nothin if you want it for some reason??

Since this is a lot of clips here is the audio source dumping ground (not in order)

Clip 1

Clip 2

Clip 3

[nerdylittleguy]

"we're on opposite sides!"

"we're on our side!"

[fernsensei]

and heeere it is! some thoughts on "what if gabriel and v2 met", the comic i've been working on much longer then i would've like to confess! i'm happy with the way it turned out to be and who knows, maybe i'll do a second part once i figure out how to bring this all to the culmination👁👁 hope you'll enjoy reading as much as i've enjoyed drawing!<3

[chocostrwberry]

You know I’ve been thinking about how Gabriel grew up poor and I have so many headcanons for him.

Like if Adrien told Emelie she was cold, she would coddle him and demand that someone bring him a jacket. She grew up wealthy, she is use to people doing things to accustom to her own needs immediately instead of tending to it herself.

But if Adrien told his father he was cold, then Gabriel would have given him his jacket. A simple gesture, not as flamboyant and it might seem dismissive, but when Gabriel was cold as a child that’s what his parents would do for him. His father or mother would simply give him what they had as a sign of their love.

[redeliminator]

i believe that to some extent Andre knows he's fucked up and this headcanon is one of the hills I will die on in the farewell tape, Cal says that “you can’t cure somebody who has nothing wrong with them.” 

Andre, on the other hand, admits they might be seen as hypocrites. he's not gonna back out, he still thinks it's the right thing for him to do, but he seems to acknowledge that people will not perceive it the same way. he tries to explain that no matter what it’ll look like, it’s not murder for the sake of murder - not in his eyes at least. there's a (sick and twisted) lesson hidden in this tragedy.

to some extent, Andre is aware of what’s going on with him, what exactly shaped him into who he is now. he sees the cause and effect of being bullied, of feeling rejected and alienated, and not being able to do anything about it because that's just who he is. he can kick and scream and shout but he will never change who he is at his core and this realization is crushing for a 17/18-year-old. this and all the implications of a missing sense of belonging.

he knows he’s messed up. he knows what would fix him and he’s convinced it’s out of his reach. he looks at other students and he thinks: it’ll never be me. and he's angry that they have something he will never have.

his awareness doesn't help though. if anything, it fuels his frustration. what adults know to be a temporary problem (high school) seemed like an insurmountable obstacle, the end of everything.

[daily-singularity]

Im not your puppet // Break the shackles that bind you

[anna-scribbles]

do you think émilie agreste knew, on the day she became too weak to leave that house, that she never would again

[divine--intervention]

Quick gabriel doodle I did to calm down last night

[deep-space-lines]

in case anyone was wondering where I disappeared to for the past few days, i've been going insane again. fun fact staring at stained glass windows for hours on end will not turn you catholic (source: i stared at so many stained glass windows to make this bc i really wanted to go for a realistic church window sort of vibe)

tumblr is a coward and won't let me upload the full size images so you can look at them and zoom in to your heart's content (please look at them. please) [1] [2]

Prints of this are available on my Society6 (both versions cuz I'm indecisive) (it may take a little while for them to actually appear on the site)

Details:

Timelapse under the cut!

my favorite part of this is when I'm trying to get the pose down and I keep flipping the canvas and it looks like they're doing a silly little dance :)

[sundeum]

EVERYTHING about the second season of good omens that we have seen so far has me completely obsessed. it is literally everything i have dreamt of and i can't believe i get to just watch it all unfold before my two very eyes. jealous crowley??? give it to me !!!! the slow realization that they've been in love this whole time??? yes!!!! the painful pining, tiptoeing around each other because they just don't know how to proceed, this whole time they've had an excuse for being around each other because essentially they had to 'thwart' one another and had the arrangement but now they are completely free of their respective offices and now comes the question of 'oh, what actually are we?'. not to mention that they're celestial beings whose relationship exceeds any human understandings so they don't even know how to go about defining each other. and in the new clip released today we see aziraphale hesitate when he says 'he and i...go back a long time', because perhaps he wanted to say more but he isn't sure where they stand either and what crowley is okay with and i want to HUG neil gaiman for creating the most delicious dynamic i've ever seen in any piece of media. them eventually and finally coming together in the end will make me explode with the pent-up feelings of having to watch them slowly realize that their beings are interlaced and one can't exist without the other; they exist only because the other exists and they only make sense together. and they will find their ultimate purpose and meaning in love and in each other.

[v1model]

personal hc: golden arm isn’t going to be gabriel’s literal arm. instead it’ll be a hand-holding mechanic (a la little nightmares 2)

something something orpheus and eurydice idk

[canon-gabriel-quotes]

Transcript:

I'd like to congratulate you on getting your CPR certification.

Now remember, when you’re going in for compressions, it should sound like somebody is standing behind you with the worlds largest Dorito and cracking it open!

Go in firm and hard and snap as many ribs as you can on the way down, that means you’re doing it right.

You save that life. Good luck.

Or... Or... Or kill them, I don’t fucking care.

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